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"You’re such an assle"

"Who’s cussing now?" Her hand caainst it, her fingers subtly curled against my skin I moved so I could see her face, and had to bite back a smile when I noticed her eyes were zeroed in on her hand and ht us closer together again "Drop the front, Reagan The tough, uncaring act isn’t flattering I don’t know you, but frouard, and what I’ve heard, this isn’t you You’re protecting yourself and you don’t trust guys--­understandably--­but we’re not all bad"

"Couy who said I act like a bitch," she said, and looked up at me Her face would have been unreadable if it weren’t for her eyes, which were bright with a like a bitch Sorry if you don’t like honesty, but if you give ht back"

"You’re a real charmer, you know that? And why do you say that like we’ll see each other again? After this lovely encounter, I’antlike you don’t care again Don’t forgetI did hear your friend refer to ain, and just as she opened her mouth to respond, a san quickly pushed away fro there One with blond hair just like his an asked, her voice shaky

He looked over atback at his lanced atfor her response "He’s uhhe’s Uncle Keegan’s friend His name’s Coen"

His chest puffed out as he crossed his arlared up athish and bent down so I was eye level with hi to kick an muttered, and I wondered if "butt" was a bad word for a kid his age

He watched ure out if he should still try to save his mom from me, before he relaxed his stance and pointed at the arm that was fully sleeved "I like your arms The stars are cool," he said, and tapped one of three stars on et you one"

"Really?" he asked excitedly at the sa?"

I stood and looked at her "What? It would wash off after a few days"

"Seriously, Coen?" She rolled her eyes atback at the boys, I bent down again to talk to them "No, but that’s ’cause I’m older"

"How old until an said at the sahteen So what, you have about twothree years left until then?"